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she was going to let him go this time.
    “ I want you,” she whispered.
    Amazement
lit up his face. Before he could verbally respond and tell her any
number or reasons why they shouldn’t make love, she moved her head
closer, and kissed him. His body jerked and an erotic groan tore
from somewhere deep in his chest. The guttural sound sent a frenzy
of sensual shivers shooting through her.
    She
raised her hands and cupped the back of his neck. She kissed him
harder. He responded quickly, his lips sliding tenderly over hers.
Sweet tingling sensations snapped through her. Need uncoiled deep
inside of her.
    His kiss
turned demanding. Her body tightened as pleasure, sharp and tight,
arced through her. His unique scent poured off him in dark,
tantalizing waves, wrapping around her like a net, capturing
her.
    Suddenly
her feet left the ground as he lifted her into his arms.
    Oh my!
Hard muscles pressed against her body and his eyes looked so dark,
it made her breath back up.
    “ I’m going to show you what a real fantasy should be like,” he
whispered as he strolled across the deck. He carried her down the
stairs and along the companionway into her room. She thought he
would toss her onto her bed and start fucking her as she craved;
instead, he brought her into her bathroom and gently placed her on
her feet.
    “ Get naked and get the shower running,” he whispered in a
hoarse voice. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
    She
blinked as he quickly left. For a split second, she wondered if
maybe she was having another one of her wicked sexual fantasies.
Then she noted the towel she’d used to dry herself from her last
shower was still strewn on the floor exactly where she’d left it,
after she’d forgotten to pick it up.
    Somewhere
in the yacht, she heard a door close. Gray. What was he up to? Why
had he left? Had his leaving just been an excuse because he’d had
second thoughts? But he’d told her to get naked and here she was
stalling.
    She
moaned softly as she removed her clothing, realizing that her skin
felt ultra-sensitive pretty much all over her. She was naked now
and she’d just turned on the shower water to a nice toasty
temperature, when she sensed Gray had come into the
room.
    His sexy
salty scent drowned her in arousal and scattered all her thoughts
away. As she turned to face him, her breath caught as she noticed
he held some condom packages in his hands. Ookay, this was
definitely not a fantasy dream.
    He nodded
to the shower.
    “ Get in,” he instructed.
    His
heated gaze had her moving swiftly into the shower. The steaming
water cascaded over her face and shoulders and the rest of her,
pummelling her sensitive flesh. She could feel his body heat
wrapping around her as he stepped into the large-sized stall behind
her.
    “ Turn around and face me,” he said. As she did, the water from
the shower jets massaged the tight shoulder muscles she’d gotten
from gripping the steering wheel. She noted he’d placed the condom
packages on a nearby soap dish, within easy reach.
    “ I have been wanting this forever, Miranda. I’ve been craving
you, watching you, smelling your sexy scent.”
    He fell
silent as he grabbed a bar of soap and began soaping her right
shoulder. His touch was tender as he rubbed her flesh, paying
particular attention to an especially tender muscle. A moment
later, he soaped her other shoulder.
    “ I bet your arms are sore from fighting that storm.”
    “ I’m sore from needing you. Inside me,” she replied. No use in
being coy. She wanted him and she was going to get him.
    He
grinned. It was a sexy grin that made her heart burst with
something she could only call as happy love.
    “ I’ve been sore for months, baby. Listening to you masturbate
in your bedroom at night does a lot of cold showers for
me.”
    Oh my.
He’d known she was masturbating. Now, that was
embarrassing.
    Leisurely, as if he had all the time in the world, he ran the
bar of soap over and around, and under her left